Sunday morning before we left I looked at Andy and said something along the lines of, “I know its Sunday but I really want to go down the zip line one last time.” He told me that I better go fast and he raced to the zip line with me. He grabbed the rope and hauled the seat to the top of the hill. I climbed into the seat and away I went.
As the zip line came to a stop I saw something black and fuzzy just above my head. I thought it was a bee and I let out a scream, I am terrified of bees. However, I quickly realized that this black fuzzy bee was not a bee; it was a black widow lowering its self on a web toward my face. I freaked and did a fast maneuver to get out of that seat. When I looked back up at the seat I noticed that the spider was gone and thought he must have fallen on the ground with me.
I ran as fast as I could up to Andy screaming because I thought the spider was on me and I didn’t want to get bit. When I reached Andy, I was out of breath and it was hard to talk. He just kept laughing at me thinking I was running away from a bee. When I told him what really happened he became a little more concerned but kept laughing. It's too bad we didn't get the black widow ride on camera that would have been great!
Moral of the story, keep the Sabbath Day holy and don’t go zip lining. You may take a ride with a black widow.
*This was one of the scarier things I have experienced, I’m glad I was kept safe.
